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Shoulder The WeightI used to feel thingsThen I got older Peeled off some layers Now I must shoulder the weight of it all Cut to the quick when my narrative changed in the fall Hemorrhaging out over pictures that hang on her wall Biding my time wading deeper into it all Clearly a no show Yeah, distance will do that I bet on a long shot So now I must holster my half of the haul Sobering out over notions I can't quite recall Buried the years but the feelings are starting to crawl Biting my tongue Just a little bit longer as I drown Yeah, you really shook me down While you're waiting for the war I'll come knocking at your door Yeah, you really shook me down And I'm reeling from the sound While you're waiting for the war I'll come knocking at your door And you'll see We're the same You and me Yeah, I used to feel things Then I got older |